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You first head toward the pens holding several type of animal.
An onyx-blacked hair, amber-eyed, squat and tanned man address the dozen kids around, telling you to take a cabbage in the goat's trough.
A guy rushes, yells to one of the Ovin to not stand in its path, fetch a cabbage and dashes back. Emboldened, most of the other kids rush in the pen. You abstain, having quite the idea of what's going to happen.
Startled by the noise, the rush, and even the one assaulting directly the goat, the situation degenerates quickly into a brawl - interrupted by a young girl walking in while humming a tune, freezing beasts and kid alike while she picks naturally her cabage and walks away, fighting resuming in her wake.
"<span class="mu-s">Why aren't you trying?</span>, asks the man in charge
- They've got enough cabage. I'll wait for them to calm down and will just move in slowly."
The examinator nods, you do just as you said and bring back the prize. Your display of beast-taming potential was not the most impressive, but you feel you could fit in with those kind of tasks.
Next up is a collection of Flying Tamarins munching on apples. The collection of kids cat-call or whistle at them, but to your greater surprise (and pleasure), you are among the three that succeed to that endeavor - the two other being the still-humming girl and the boy that intimidated a monkey into doing what he wanted.
Then, you go toward the aviary. To your greater frustration, you never manage to catch up with the birds.
Next, you go inside in a first room. Your eyes close, you have to focus to hear the footstep of the cat on the beams above your head. You succeed quite way at that particular endeavor - for the first time of the day, you feel like the best of the handful of kids but the scary boy and the charming girl are not in the room.
Then, you proceed to a room filled in a purple mist, when you are assaulted with laughing bald facing hurling toward you in all directions. Terrified, you feel the pressure unbearable and immediately scuttle out.
You stumble into a robe-wearing man with a strange blue hat, that hands you a tablet with shiny colors and swirling shapes. Engrossed in the spiritual kaleidoscope, the objet in your hands is yanked away
"<span class="mu-b">Let it go, kid!</span>", then you can hear him muttering about rarely seeing people so weak to illusions.
You need a breath of fresh air. Stepping outside, yet another guy in robe (although different cut and with yellow and red tons instead of blue and white) direct you toward the middle of the courtyard and makes you stare at the sun - wait, on your left is the intimidating dude... Is he insulting the sun to get it to be less bright?
The worst part is it seems to work. When you take your gaze out, you can see it's a bit less bright around that guy. The evaluator seems quite happy with the time you lasted, as he directs you toward a bowl of rice where you have to pluck sands out.
